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Hemai ate two servings of rice in the afternoon and cooked some porridge. Then, he woke up the dough in the bowl and waited for Liulang to come back in the evening for some fried bread.

Normally, there wouldn't be anyone in the small courtyard for a few days. But today, three people came as soon as the sun rose. Presumably, the days in the future wouldn't be so peaceful either.

Hemai drank a mouthful of porridge, calmly thinking, she welcomed people who have good intentions, if people like Liuer Guy and Mrs Dong come, they would have to think of a way to cure them!

Before dusk, Yang Liulang returned with the battle results.

"I'm back!" Yang Liulang said loudly the moment he entered the door.

Hemai was in her room wiping off the dust on her bed, and hurried out to welcome him: "You're back?"

Outside the door, Yang Liulang was carrying two wild rabbits in his hands. One of them was still kicking on the ground, but he was actually still alive.

The three wild chickens were tied to Yang Liulang's back. There seemed to be something moving inside a cloth bag on his waist.

So many things! Hemai looked at the wild chicken and wild rabbit in surprise, "Such a great harvest."

"Yes, I'll keep this rabbit. I'll catch a few more in a few days. I'll raise some rabbits in the future." Liulang said.

Hemai asked curiously: "You can even raise wild rabbits? I heard that the hare has a fierce temper and would knock its head against the cage. "

"We need to make a circle and put soft grass around it. That way, it won't be a problem." Yang Liulang entered the kitchen to find a bamboo cage, put the live rabbit back into the cage, and turned to Hemai: "Can you boil some hot water for me?"

Hemai agreed and quickly lit the firewood in the furnace to pull the bellows, and in a short while, a big pot of water was boiled.

In this short span of time, Yang Liulang had already taken out all of his prey. Other than the wild hare chicken, a milk dog had also crawled out from the cloth bag.

The little milk dog's entire body was pitch black, and it should have just been born. Its eyes were squinted so much that it couldn't even lift its head up.

"This little guy!" You caught it? " Hemai liked this little thing from the first glance.

"Yes, I met him on the mountain. If I was a little bit late, I would have been taken away by the eagle." Yang Liulang revealed a face full of joy when he saw Hemai, and faintly smiled, "This puppy still hasn't weaned, so I have to be more meticulous with its food. When you grow up, you can eat anything you want. "

Hemai laughed: "Alright, I understand! When this little guy grows up, you train it to be a hunting dog! "

"Of course," Yang Liulang smiled warmly, "In the future, you can also help us watch over the house and protect the yard."

Yang Liulang entered the house and did not even take a breath before he took his prey out and poured the water on the wild chicken's body.

"I'll stew this chicken tonight." Yang Liulang said, "I even picked some mushrooms and wooden ears from my bag, did you see that?"

I saw it, "Hemai ran out of the kitchen quickly and brought the cloth bag over. She poured the mushrooms and wooden ears inside into a basin and laughed:" This is good stuff, it is used to stew the chickens to eat delicious! "

Yang Liulang laughed: "Don't you think everything you make is delicious?"

Hemai pursed her lips and laughed: "It's good that you like it."

The two of them went back to their own business in the kitchen. As Yang Liulang peeled the hare, Hemai had already cooked the chicken into pieces, and when the hot oil came in contact with the chicken, there was a crackling sound in the pot. After covering it with the lid for a while, the chicken turned into the color of scorched yellow, and released a fragrant aroma.

When the fire was hot, the pot was filled with water, and the mushrooms and wooden ears were stewed, Hemai scooped out some soup.

The porridge at noon was still filled with rice grains, and with some chicken soup added on, it was warm and fragrant. Hemai hesitated for a moment, looking at the little milk dog that was moaning at the foot of the bed, she felt that it was truly a waste to give food that not even human beings could eat to dogs.

Yang Liulang came in after cleaning up his prey, and upon seeing that Hemai looked like he wanted to feed it but was unwilling to part, he said: "Hey, this little fellow has probably been hungry for a long time, today I'll let it eat something good, tomorrow I'll start using corn noodles to soak it in hot water."

After Hemai heard this, she took the bowl of food with ease. The little milk dog was really hungry for a long time, it crawled out from the cloth nest and ate all the food, almost eating the bowl of food.

After eating, the little milk dog humanly climbed to Hemai's feet, and revealed its stomach on its back. really liked this kind of silly look, he shook its two claws a little.

"This little thing can actually be bought with a meal," Yang Liulang laughed as he shook his head. Seeing that Hemai did not understand, he added, "Revealing its stomach means that it trusts you."

Hemai suddenly realised, looking at the little thing that was acting coquettishly at her feet, she smiled, "From now on, you can call it Blacky. It's so small, and also pitch black, isn't it?"

She used her fingers to tease the Blacky, causing it to nibble on her fingers.

Yang Liulang turned his head, thinking, when the Blacky grows up, it should be around Hemai's height when it stands up.

Their dinner was very sumptuous. The fragrant stewed chicken with mushrooms, wooden ears, and a pan of pasted pancakes filled the pancake with their fragrance. The hot pancake was oily, fragrant and soft, which matched well with the chicken.

The small courtyard, which was slightly chilly during the day, became lively when Yang Liulang returned in the evening. Although there were only two people in total, the steaming hot food on the table and the furry Blacky at the feet of the brick bed gave a little life to the small yard.

Hemai felt a warm feeling in her heart. Although these days were ordinary, they were warm and interesting.

When she slept at night, she had a new problem, the Blacky seemed to have recognized that Hemai was its master, it whined and refused to lie down in Hemai's bed, groaning after being moved away.

However, the Liulang's bed was right next to the kang, but the Blacky was still lying there.

Hemai scolded her with a stern face. Only then did the Blacky unwillingly move to the other side.

The Blacky began to snore softly, and there were no other sounds in the room, it was quiet.

Hemai was afraid that she would disturb Yang Liulang, so she turned around slightly. However, he heard him ask, "Are you used to being at home today?"

"I'm used to it," Hemai said softly. "Everything is fine."

"I've seen plenty of clothes washed in the yard, and the beds dusted, but you don't have to do all this rough work. Just wait till I get back and do it myself. "Besides, I already thought about it when I went up the mountain today. I really shouldn't have left you at home on the second day of marriage."

Yang Liulang's voice paused for a moment, and then he said in an apologetic tone, "I was inconsiderate enough, sorry."

Hemai was silent for a moment, then softly replied: "No need … Anyway... In any case, we aren't real husband and wife, and besides, if you take care of me like this, it's only right that I do some housework. "

Yang Liulang didn't continue speaking. After a long while, he softly said: "Let's go to sleep, there were no other sounds in the room."